The man doesn't notice the massive sunflower until he runs out of books, at which point he looks up to get another one and just... pales, staring at the aberrant plant with horror. He picks up his journal as quietly as he can with his shaky hands.
SoH: 18
The horrific plant also doesn't immediately notice him, just shambling about the place, muttering to itself in Deep Speech as it does. To those who've never met Helianth (and, quite frankly, most who have met it), it'd probably be utterly terrifying.
He hyperventilates quietly as he backs up painfully slowly, on the verge of a panic attack. His eyes dart around, looking around for anything to protect him, his face not turning from Helianth. At this point he's standing out in the open, plainly visible. He reaches for his neck and starts to untie his red-yellow plaid bow tie.
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025 💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Any pronouns, if you mix them up a lot; otherwise, She/They
Hallo, I am a pan, demigirl, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry. I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. Call me Tara, or Anto. Or tarasque2897!
KK is silent for a while, thinking. "Maybe... maybe finding that city again will help bring back some memories?"
She thinks for a second. "I don't have any either at the moment... but I'm sure I'll think of something soon enough." The bird hops off of Omori's head and starts wandering in the cave.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
KK is silent for a while, thinking. "Maybe... maybe finding that city again will help bring back some memories?"
She thinks for a second. "I don't have any either at the moment... but I'm sure I'll think of something soon enough." The bird hops off of Omori's head and starts wandering in the cave.
He sighs "Maybe, it'll be great if you are truly willing to help me through all of this." He looks to the sky, the clouds gathered.
The cave is dark and damp, but just cozy enough for a bird to rest anywhere if they wanted "That don't matter, we can think 'bout it over the meal, just give me some time ta finish that fer ya."
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025 💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Any pronouns, if you mix them up a lot; otherwise, She/They
Hallo, I am a pan, demigirl, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry. I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. Call me Tara, or Anto. Or tarasque2897!
The man doesn't notice the massive sunflower until he runs out of books, at which point he looks up to get another one and just... pales, staring at the aberrant plant with horror. He picks up his journal as quietly as he can with his shaky hands.
SoH: 18
The horrific plant also doesn't immediately notice him, just shambling about the place, muttering to itself in Deep Speech as it does. To those who've never met Helianth (and, quite frankly, most who have met it), it'd probably be utterly terrifying.
He hyperventilates quietly as he backs up painfully slowly, on the verge of a panic attack. His eyes dart around, looking around for anything to protect him, his face not turning from Helianth. At this point he's standing out in the open, plainly visible. He reaches for his neck and starts to untie his red-yellow plaid bow tie.
The flower stops a few feet away from him, closing one of the books it was reading. It contorts its stem to make its largest flower head 'look' right at him- the inner disc of the sunflower as lightless as a black hole. "Hello there."
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
He waves back at them, approaching slowly. "Hello... do you know... anything about.. this.. town?" he says in broken speech, pausing in between, appearing to taste the words to see if he said the right thing. Clearly his language is not English.
He tilts his head at them, before saying "Nope, arrived here today just the same as you. Do you know any other languages, because I might be able to make things easier." He says, beginning to repeat it in Draconic.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025 💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Any pronouns, if you mix them up a lot; otherwise, She/They
Hallo, I am a pan, demigirl, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry. I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. Call me Tara, or Anto. Or tarasque2897!
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He hyperventilates quietly as he backs up painfully slowly, on the verge of a panic attack. His eyes dart around, looking around for anything to protect him, his face not turning from Helianth. At this point he's standing out in the open, plainly visible. He reaches for his neck and starts to untie his red-yellow plaid bow tie.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*Got you bro, I wasn't gonna say it, but I was feeling the same.*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*I'm feeling up for multiple RPs, so anyone else wanna join Max on his journey of terror and potential self-discovery?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*ello I'm back from my eternal slumber*
. ݁𝜗~☆Extended Signature☆~𝜚.
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025 💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Any pronouns, if you mix them up a lot; otherwise, She/They
Hallo, I am a pan, demigirl, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry. I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. Call me Tara, or Anto. Or tarasque2897!
*If you want me to join then I'm down.*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*Cut*
KK is silent for a while, thinking. "Maybe... maybe finding that city again will help bring back some memories?"
She thinks for a second. "I don't have any either at the moment... but I'm sure I'll think of something soon enough." The bird hops off of Omori's head and starts wandering in the cave.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*Cool, got any new bois, or would you rather I choose one of the classics?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*I’ll hop in, if it’s ok with you of course.*
Just a bored animal in a durgen meat suit :3
disc: mahalayati.
*Cool! What are your characters doing right now?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
He sighs "Maybe, it'll be great if you are truly willing to help me through all of this." He looks to the sky, the clouds gathered.
The cave is dark and damp, but just cozy enough for a bird to rest anywhere if they wanted "That don't matter, we can think 'bout it over the meal, just give me some time ta finish that fer ya."
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
Basil is singing to himself
Lify is sitting at the top of a tree (like the twentieth time I said this)
Cherry is running into the bar, with some blood on them
. ݁𝜗~☆Extended Signature☆~𝜚.
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025 💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Any pronouns, if you mix them up a lot; otherwise, She/They
Hallo, I am a pan, demigirl, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry. I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. Call me Tara, or Anto. Or tarasque2897!
*I've got a singular new boi, but it's up to you if you want them.*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
The flower stops a few feet away from him, closing one of the books it was reading. It contorts its stem to make its largest flower head 'look' right at him- the inner disc of the sunflower as lightless as a black hole. "Hello there."
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
He tilts his head at them, before saying "Nope, arrived here today just the same as you. Do you know any other languages, because I might be able to make things easier." He says, beginning to repeat it in Draconic.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*I'll take the new lad, since I want to meet them eventually anyway.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*I'm feeling up for multiple RPs, so anyone else wanna join Max on his journey of terror and potential self-discovery?*
*sure! also my quoting broke ._.*
. ݁𝜗~☆Extended Signature☆~𝜚.
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, February 15th, 2025 💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Any pronouns, if you mix them up a lot; otherwise, She/They
Hallo, I am a pan, demigirl, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry. I am Canadian, and yeah. I have been on DDB for a while, and the forums for one or two years. Call me Tara, or Anto. Or tarasque2897!